I've had a tiring day/week/month/year, and I'm all prepared to go to bed/scream out loud/go on a holiday/jump off the roof. But there are small things that make me smile/get me through/make it ok/make life amazing. I just wish, as Vivek keeps pointing out, that I could make them last.

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TSD once again speaks truth into my life:

Blanche regretfully blames herself for driving her husband to suicide by cruelly rejecting him - at another dance casino:

"I killed him. One night, we drove out to a place called Moon Lake Casino. We danced the Varsouviana! Suddenly in the middle of the dance floor, the boy I had married broke away from me and ran out of the casino. A few minutes later - a shot! (A distant shot sounds) I ran - all did - all ran and gathered about the terrible thing at the edge of the lake. He stuck a revolver into his mouth and fired. It was because, on the dance floor, unable to stop myself I said - 'You're weak! I've lost respect for you! I despise you!"

Walk humbly Hannah.